The spiritual muscles I hadn't used for decades began to acquire some tone, and since they were Catholic muscles too, it was natural to look for a church to work out in. It was hard. Appalling though the predations exacted on the monastic liturgy were, they were nothing compared to the desecration exacted on the secular. Latin was gone entirely, replaced by dull, oppressive, anchorman English, slavishly translated from its sonorous source to be as plain and "direct" as possible. It didn't seem to have occurred to the well-meaning vandals who'd thrown out baby, bath, and bathwater that all ritual is a reaching out to the unknowable and can be accomplished only by the noncognitive: evocation, allusion, metaphor, incantation–the tools of the poet. Tony Hendra
No woman wants to be in submission to a man who isn't in submission to God!
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T.d. Jakes
Isn't it funny how the memories you cherish before a breakup can become your worst enemies afterwards? The thoughts you loved to think about, the memories you wanted to hold up to the light and view from every angle--it suddenly seems a lot safer to...
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Ally Condie
You made me confess the fears that I have. But I will tell you also what I do not fear. I do not fear to be alone or to be spurned for another or to leave whatever I have to leave. And I am not...
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James Joyce
There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it.
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Shannon L. Alder
More Quotes By Tony Hendra
History was a way to live extra lives, to cheat the limits of flesh and blood, to roll the rock back from the tomb and free the resurrected dead.
History was not simply a catalogue of the dead and buried and benighted, but rather a vast new world to be pioneered; ..if you approached the past generously, so to speak–its people as humans, not facts, as modern in their time as we were in...
You see, dear– I think there are two types of people in the world. Those who divide the world up into two kinds of people... and those who don't.
People are always changing themselves and their world, dear. Very few of the changes are new. We rather confuse change and newness, I think. What is truly new never changes."" You speak in riddles, aged progenitor."" The world worships a certain kind of newness. <span...
Feelings trap us in the self, Tony dear. Doing a thing because you feel wonderful about it–even a work of charity–is in the end a selfish act. We perform the work not to feel wonderful but to know and love the other. It's the same...
